[ why are there furry horse posters. why is this the thing dave focuses on first. why is dirk the way he is?? dave's eyes slide over cal and the smuppets but he doesn't focus on those. his eyes stick to the stiller pic over the closet, and he leans back in faint surprise. ]
Huh. [ the pic of the gray dude nearest cal, too. dave stares at that, though it's close enough to cal it could be misconstrued.
third picture near the tv, too, and he flips his gaze there after a second and snorts. ]
The fuck. [ the quiet isn't something dirk likes, but dave...relaxes further. it's strange to see the bones of his own room, mostly different, and to not feel constantly on guard. but mostly: what the fuck. ]
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Huh. [ the pic of the gray dude nearest cal, too. dave stares at that, though it's close enough to cal it could be misconstrued.
third picture near the tv, too, and he flips his gaze there after a second and snorts. ]
The fuck. [ the quiet isn't something dirk likes, but dave...relaxes further. it's strange to see the bones of his own room, mostly different, and to not feel constantly on guard. but mostly: what the fuck. ]